She growled, her feline ears twitching as she knelt on her hands and knees. I aimed my cock at her shaved pussy and rammed to the hilt in her.“Yes!�...�� she moaned, squeezing her cunt around my dick. “Blood and claws, that cock!”I pounded her, holding the slender and willowy rakshasa by the hilt. I drove my cock to the depths of her over and over again, her pussy squeezing around me. I slid my hands up her body, stroking her brown flesh.She purred louder and louder as I drove my dick to the hilt in. I was so nervous, but also so very turned on, wondering what was going to happen with this man I just met.On the screen was a man telling the woman what a slut she was, and the more vulgar he got the harder Walter's cock got. It was sticking up so far that I could see he had a big cock. To my surprise he pulled out his cock and started stroking it as he watched the movie. I was so shocked I didn't say a word, and just sat there not knowing what to do."Why not rub your pussy now ,like I know you. There were more gunshots and explosions, and someone being told to get to a chopper. I was, apparently, paying more attention to the movie than I realized, because, when I looked up, she had moved closer to me. I would have moved away, but I had run out of sofa. She inched closer, as she thought I wasn't paying attention, and the outsides of our thighs were now touching. I kept even better cool than I thought I would, until she leaned over, and laid her head on my shoulder. If that wasn't bad. “You are already involved.”“Let’s say we spend time together and like each other,”“We already like each other,” he interrupted.“Yes, but we don’t know each other,” I said. “You could be a loon.”“So could you,” he said. “Take a chance. Feel it.”“We don’t live near each other,” I said, not really knowing but assuming.“Where do you live?”“Bay City,” I said.“I’m twenty minutes from there. I will show you my license when we get to some light. Now what do you have for me?”“Are you for real?” Yet.